A Routine EnslavementChapter 9 The Verdict
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THE VERDICT
I.
She sat there in the courtroom a goddess. Here she was, on trial for
embezzlement, but a smile played on her red creamy lips and all I could
do from my vantage point in the jury box was look at her and lust for
her. I knew that she knew that I was looking at her. More than once she
looked directly at me and I could feel her eyes penetrate far into my
mind.
I shifted my weight, feeling an erection brewing in my jeans and
watched helplessly as she hung her red high-heeled shoe off her toes as
she listened to the prosecuting attorney question her. She fended off
the questions with ease, as was befitting her place of power in this
court of law.
She had long blonde hair cascading down her back. She wore a black
dress that revealed her breasts with lace and she was wearing a pair of
black lace stockings which had a garter belt attached to them I knew.
I don't know what happened, or when she did it, but the courtroom
froze, including me and she began to speak in her sultry sexy voice
addressing each of us in the room. The judge was first, followed by the
lawyers and then the jury. The blood was rushing so hard in my jeans
and ears that I couldn't hear what she was saying to everybody else,
but when she addressed me her commands were quite clear.
"I am not to be judged by anyone on this world, but I can pass sentence
on you. You have been found guilty of lusting after me, not because I
am a woman, but because of what I am wearing. You, Mark Williamson, are
to be sentenced for the rest of your life."
She used my name and her eyes were burrowing into my mind, but I was
entranced. She knew that I was lusting after her because of her clothes
and shoes and hose and simply put her beauty. I wished to possess it.
Long ago in my memory, I had tried to capture it by dressing in my
mother's gowns and putting on her shoes, but the effect was not the
same and I put those feelings away for the better part of 25 years. Now
she just looked at me and had clear and full access to them.
"The beauty that you have sought all your life is to be yours. From now
on and for the rest of your life you will be a transvestite. You will
dress like a woman and you will never rest until you have the look that
you want. You will be completely helpless to resist these feelings as
they are coming from deep inside you. You love creamy lipstick and
having your nails and toes matching. You love dressing like a woman who
knows how to make a man pant. You love watching a man get a hard on for
you. You love leaving your lipstick mark on his dick and finally you
will find yourself craving the taste of cum. Everyday you will be
amazed at how good semen tastes on your tongue and you will do whatever
it takes to have it."
And then she left me... empty inside. The rushing blood left my ears
and I watched in passive amazement she turned to the judge and asked to
leave the courtroom. The judge declared a mistrial and I was let go,
free to leave the courthouse having done my civic duty.
This surreal day ended just before noon and I found myself unlocking my
door to my car without really knowing how I'd gotten there in the first
place.
II.
Chad was my roommate and it was his birthday. He was a good friend and
we had shared many moments together the last couple of years. I knew
him about as well as any man can know another man and with this I sped
off to the X-rated shop where he and I had gone a few times to buy his
gift. He was into elegant women and I knew just what to get him. A
little searching at the porn shop and I found a video of blowjobs only
given by really pretty women. I stashed it in my jacket and went home,
as the events of the morning were slipping inexorably from my mind. But
there was one thing playing at the back of my mind, I just couldn't
place my finger on it.
I got home at a little past one o'clock and thought to myself that Chad
would be home in a few hours. He was the manager at a local retail
outlet and he was working the afternoon shift.
I paced through our apartment until I came into his room and stood
there dumbfounded. There tucked away on the floor of his closet was a
pair of panties - they must have belonged to Lisa, his old girlfriend.
They were lacy and satin black and I just stood there for what seemed
to be an eternity looking at them. Finally, with my heart racing and my
mouth dry I went over to them and picked them up. They were clean and
must have fallen out of an overturned bag. My hands shook as I walked
over to them. I picked them up and I stopped shaking. My hands moved to
my belt and I unbuckled it and dropped my pants to the ground. My
underwear followed immediately afterwards and I stepped into the
beautiful panties. I breathed out a sigh and remembered deep in my mind
and long ago that I had once felt this good in my mom's clothes.
I went into my bathroom and looked at myself from several different
angles. It was good, except I was way to hairy. That was disgusting and
I was sick at my stomach that I'd allowed myself to be this ugly.
Grabbing a razor and my shaving cream I lathered my legs all over and
then spent a half an hour shaving all the hair from them. Soon after
that I did the same for the hair on my chest and arms too. I looked
back in the mirror and was astonished at the difference. I was ready
for more.
I went back to Lisa's old bag and moved it into my room and dumped out
the contents on my bed. I was delighted and I think I squealed a little
giggle. There was a matching corset and a garter belt and fishnet
stockings. There was a pair of bedroom slippers with 3 inch heels that
were black and there was a purple and black sheer to the waist and cut
high up the leg nightgown. There was also a medium sized black box that
I knew held makeup. I didn't waste any time. It was 4:30 already and
Chad was due back from work at seven.
I opened the black box and saw lots of makeup, some that Lisa had used,
some not. I pulled out the bottle of red nail polish and sat down at
the edge of the bed and began to paint my toes red. I blew them dry and
then polished them again until they shined.
I loved it.
I grabbed the first stocking and gently rolled it over my toes, then
heel and then up my leg and it grabbed me with it's elastic on my
thigh. I did the same for the other stocking.
I stepped into the garter belt and then attached the garters to the
inside edge of the elastic and then cinched the belts until they were
tight on my thighs.
I took the corset and wrapped it around my waist. I spent a few minutes
tying each draw string tight, pausing a couple of times to retighten
some of the lower ones. The effect was to draw in my waist until it
actually looked like I had a girl's figure.
I padded my way out into the living room and found a magazine that
actually had professionally made up women in it. I think it was a
"People" or some other rag, but the pictures of women in lipstick and
perfectly made up faces was what I was looking for. I took it back to
the bathroom and stood it up on its spine so that I could get a good
look at it.
After I had put foundation and powder on I took a good look at my face
and decided how I wanted it to look. I wanted pink on the outside of my
eyes, purple on the lids and then I wanted to line my eyes with blue. I
found all the makeup in the box and slowly applied it to my face.
Mascara came next and I applied it twice to make my lashes pop out and
look very sexy. My eyebrows were terrible and I took a straight razor
from inside and made my eyebrows look like hers in the magazine.
I applied the blush to my cheeks and created an evening look, which I
was aiming for. I took out a lip liner from inside and carefully etched
in where I wanted my lipstick to go to make full luscious lips that
Chad would love.
I walked out to my bed and sat down again and started to paint my
medium to short nails the same red that my toes were shining. As I did
so I started thinking about Chad and how much he was going to enjoy
seeing me like this. What a wonderful birthday gift, I hoped. If he
didn't like it, I thought then there was a whole big city for me to go
cruising.
I lost myself in a fantasy while my nails were drying for the second
time. I wondered how it would feel with a dick in my mouth. I blushed
at the thought of being so dirty, but I knew this was the truth. God I
wanted it so badly and I hoped it would be Chad's meat that I was
eating later tonight, but either way I was going to make a man cum
tonight and tomorrow night for that matter.
I pursed my lips and blew my nails dry thinking that there would be a
cock this close to my lips soon and felt my cheeks get flush and my
stomach turn knots.
Soon they were dry and cherry red. I looked at the clock. It was 6:30.
Chad was probably counting down the minutes to him getting off and so
was I, except in my world he was getting off in my mouth and on my
hands and on my back.
I grabbed the gown that was lying off the edge of the bed and held it
up to my body. I knew it would fit, because I was a small guy and Lisa
had been a big girl. I lowered it down and stepped into it like I was
queen of the world, at least queen of Chad's world. I slid the satin
gown up my body being careful not to make any snags and then put my
arms through the sheer black sleeves. I propped the black slippers up
and slid my feet into them and then stood up,
My calves were raised up because of them, my chest jutted forward and
my ass came up a bit as I pranced about in my room just to get a feel
for these heels. I walked over to the mirror in the bathroom and
checked myself out for imperfections. I knew that I could do better
next time, but I was as pretty as any of the girls in Chad's magazines
and that was very thrilling to me. I gave myself bangs hanging down
over my forehead and then teased the rest of my medium length dark
brown hair up.
There was no more Mark left in the mirror. There was only Mia and she
was here to stay. I loved being her.
I picked up the lipstick "Classic Wine" and slowly rotated it out of
its shiny tube. It was so pretty and shiny and obviously never used.
That was good. I opened my mouth and slowly glided the creamy cosmetic
over my lips feeling the electricity course up and down my spine. I
filled in my lips and then pressed my lips together and then blew a
kiss at myself in the mirror.
It was 7:10 and Chad was due to be home any minute now.
III.
I put a mug in the freezer to give him a cold beer when he got home and
popped the video I bought him into the VCR, then I sat down to wait. I
barely had time to make myself comfortable when I heard his car pull
into the parking lot and his door slam. My heart was pounding and my
mouth was dry again, but here it was, the moment of truth.
He came in and did a double take. He looked at me once and as if his
eyes were playing tricks on him, he took another.
"Mark..." he said
"There's no Mark here tonight honey, just Mia." I said in my best soft
sultry voice.
"Wha... What are you doing dressed like that..." he asked.
"It's your birthday, honey and I wanted to give you a present that
would blow you off." I said smiling at my clever double meaning.
He closed the door and took another look at me. I made sure to cross my
legs so he saw the stockings and shoes and garter belt underneath. I
also wanted him to see some white, creamy leg as well.
"How long have you been doing this?" he asked moving across the room
and giving me a longer leer this time. I smiled and felt empowered as I
watched his pants start to go straight line in the crotch signaling a
rising erection.
"This is all I can remember ever wanting." I said truthfully. "This is
the way I'll be for a long time to come as well."
"Well God, you are hot." he said.
I shifted my weight again, batting my lashes and licking my lips to
shine them. "Do you really think I'm pretty? I've been working on it
all day for you" I said.
"You are hot." he said with a big smile. "Let me go change out of my
work clothes and we can talk about my birthday gift." He left the
living room to go into his bedroom, but not before I saw the tell tale
signs of a little drip of love juice on his jeans.
I leaned back into the couch and waited for him to come back out. When
he did, he was wearing a short navy blue robe tied with a terry cloth
belt and nothing else. I could see his cock waving back and forth as he
walked back into the room. He had a wide grin on his face. He sat down
next to me and put his hand right on my thigh, a move only made between
a man and woman. My dreams were coming true.
"Why don't you tell me about this present you've conjured up?"
I hadn't really thought too far into the future, but as soon as the
idea hit me I knew it was the right one.
I slid down to my knees in front of him and slowly untied his belt. His
cock was as close to my face as I had imagined it and it was awesome. I
loved its power, its strength. It was a long thick cock with veins
ripping out of leading to the mushroom shaped head and at the top as a
slit that was already leaking. I smiled and looked deep into his eyes.
He was looking back down at me, smiling. I started to hum.
"Happy Birthday to you."
I licked his cock from the base all the way up to the little slit and
then engulfed it, getting richly rewarded with a jet of pre-cum.
My God, how good it tasted.
"Happy Birthday to you."
I continued to sing softly looking into his eyes and flattening out my
tongue as much as I could and then going over as much of it as I could.
"Happy Birthday..."
I lowered my head back over his cock and flicked the tip of my tongue
against the very sensitive part just under the crown. I raised my eyes
up to him again.
"...dear Chad."
I took the cock out of my mouth noticing the red lipstick mark mid-way
up the shaft, which pleased me in a spot I never knew I'd had.
"Happy Birthday to you."
And then I dove down on his cock and began to suck him furiously. I put
him as far into my mouth as I could before the gag reflex kicked in and
then sucked on his cock as my tongue provided the extra stimulation.
It didn't take long.
He had been at work all day, tension rising and to come home to a
beautiful cocksucking roommate singing Happy Birthday to him sent him
over the edge. I heard him release a guttural moan and his big manly
hands were placed over my ears to prevent me from coming off of it.
He came and came and came. I could feel his cock pulse three or four
times before my mouth was loaded with this wonderful jism. Adding to
the sheer enjoyment of the act, was the taste of it. It was salty and
thick, but delicious. It was so good, it actually took me aback. God,
women have it made, I thought. This is a dream.
I swallowed once and cleared my mouth and he wasn't through. He filled
it up again and I swallowed again. With a little help from my lips and
tongue he jetted another load, this one stronger than the rest of them
all the way to the back of my throat, that just filled my sense of
taste and smell with jism. Oh God, it was just so good.
He released the tension from his hands and I slowly took my face off of
his cock. He had his head thrown back on the head of the couch and his
eyes were closed. His cock was twitching and I licked it again which
elicited another moan and a squirt of cum for me.
I smiled like the cat who just ate the bird.
"And many more..." I said and giggled.
IV.
I got up, but not before giving him a last little lick and then while
he was recovering, head bend back and eyes closed, I went into my
bathroom to clean myself up.
The sight that greeted me shocked me and filled me with glee at the
same time. My hair was ruffled and my eyes were wild and looked like
there were stars in them. I had rubbed all my lipstick off and only had
the crimson red impression of lipstick on my lips. Finally there was a
trail of red smear down my chin.
I was a cocksucker.
Mia was a cocksucker and I loved it.
I was in heaven, cocksucking, cumguzzling, semen loving heaven and
there was more of it when I was done in here.
I grabbed a tissue and repaired my chin, adding a little more powder to
make my face pristine again. Then I grabbed my Classic Wine and applied
a full thick coat back to my lips.
My nervousness was gone, replaced by that sinfully delicious taste that
I had in my mouth. Do all women taste this? If they do, why don't they
do it all the time? Just the aftertaste of his juice was nectar to me.
I winked at myself in the mirror and went back for more.
I stopped only to grab a bottle of pills from Chad's bathroom and went
back in the living room.
He hadn't moved much. He had managed to cover his cock with his robe,
but he was still spent. One of these little pills I thought would take
care of that nicely.
I sat down and said "Open up lover and swallow this." He did and then
asked me what I had just done to him. "Just a little bit of Viagra." I
told him.
His eyes got wide, but he smiled when I wrapped my red tipped fingers
around his cock and began to expertly manipulate it back to a flesh
covered steel dick.
"Now," I said. "The rest of your present is in the VCR. Let's turn it
on."
I bent down giving him a view of what I would look like from behind and
flipped the PLAY button.
The TV fired to life and the cheesy music of a porn movie began. I
crawled up close to his ear.
"This is your present, honey. Every blowjob in this movie will be
faithfully reenacted for you. If you see cum on their chests I'll make
you cum on mine. I'll do anything for you and I aim to show you right
now."
A few minutes into the movie, there was a scene with a secretary on her
knees in front of her boss. My eyes twinkled as it was my time to shine
and I slid down from my position cuddling with him and took one on both
of my knees. He smiled and got up and swung his cock in front of my
face just like in the movie.
She was using no hands, so I didn't. I caught his cock in my mouth with
my tongue and slid it in deep and began to suck him all the while
looking up at him pretending I was at work and we were in the break
room. The Viagra must have kicked in during this time, because I felt a
significant increase in the stiffness of his cock and he grunted in
appreciation.
"Oh yeah, you little cocksucker. You little pretty bitch cocksucker
take it all down. Oh yeah!!!" he said loudly enough to be heard in the
downstairs apartment.
I felt his cock twitch and then my mouth got warm. I was again amazed
at how good this tasted and I happily, greedily drank it down gulp
after lipstick stained gulp. It was wonderful.
The movie didn't give me much time to recover because it went from that
scene to one where this very pretty lady had passed out on her couch
(how convenient) and was being woken up by her lover with his penis. He
was on top of her, kneeling, feeding her his cock. She woke up and
gratefully accepted his wake up call.
I smiled and said, "Come on lover" and then laid down on the couch and
closed my eyes. I felt his 190 pounds get on top of me and then the
softest little touch at my lips. My eyes were still closed, but I
opened my mouth and let my tongue slide out and probe. I opened up my
eyes after a moment and then saw that the Viagra really had done its
work, because he was hard and long and stiff and it was like a fleshy
missile aiming for my tonsils.
I happily obliged by opening my mouth as wide as possible and feeling
his cock fill me up. This time he controlled me as he pushed in and out
of my mouth. My job was simply to give suction and let him feel my
love. Every time he pushed in, I tickled him with my tongue. Every time
he pulled away, leaving me empty I stroked him.
After a 20 or 30 strokes, he didn't want to leave my mouth so I put my
hands on his cock and started to pull on it, jerking it off into me. He
reared up on the couch and came down with both hands on the armrest and
began to pump me frantically. It was wonderful feeling this man love me
this way. In and out, faster and faster me he worked until he exploded
inside me. I drank what I could, but this time it was coming too fast
and too much and some began to dribble out of my mouth. He pulled it
out and looked at me.
"Go ahead." I said. "Do it."
He shot jism on my lips and cheeks. He covered my chin and then pointed
it down and began to shoot cum on my neck and gown. I drank what I had
and then grabbed his cock and led it back to my mouth. It was still
flowing when I began to kiss it, sloppily rubbing it over my lips and
tongue.
He bathed me in his cum and I have never loved anything more in my
life. He collapsed on me like he would a real girl and I just put my
hands on his ass and grinded both of our hips together just to make
sure that all of his semen was spent.
He didn't say much and I didn't need him to. I kissed his neck
(probably too hard, leaving a hickey for him to explain tomorrow- oh
well, it was his birthday) over and over again and just luxuriated in
the warmth of his body.
I leaned my head over and looked at the clock. It was 10:30. We'd been
going at this for over 3 hours. 3 hours in heaven. In my feminine
heart, I was scared that this was over, but it wasn't.
A few minutes later he got off of me and then picked me up, carrying me
like a man carries a woman over the threshold. I weigh 145 pounds, but
he lifted me like I was a feather. I felt like I was floating, my head
was buzzing, my heart was racing.
He took me into his bedroom and laid me on his bed. We made love that
night a few more times and I felt the joy of waking up next to a hard
cock.
That morning, I confirmed what I'd known I'd do yesterday. I wanted to
become a woman, go on estrogen, experience female puberty, have breast
implants, maybe even have the surgery. Whatever it took, I knew there
was love there for me and Chad.
This was my story. It started when I got home from jury duty and has
yet to end. Hopefully it never will.
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